I have had a surprisingly pleasant start of the year. Working less, ticking things off my to-do-list at home, and spending lots of time out on the cliffs. Here's to calm January weeks:
Garth Stevenson - Flying
I still set my alarm, because I don't want to miss sunrise. I stay in bed for a few minutes, watching the sky pinken and a few gulls maneuvering past through the window. On a clear, calm day the sky's gradient from dark blue to warm orange is mirrored perfectly in the seascape I can see from my living room. Cormorants dart by.
upsammy - Growing Out of the Plastic Box
Daniel Herskedal - The Mistral Noir
From the south tip you can see far, across where the river mouth opens up the way to the city, and international ferries, container ships and the occasional military boat make their way out towards Kattegatt. Closer by, porpoises and seals cleave the surface in soft, leisurely arches. Their movements, in contrast to the motorboats', translate like gentle waves via the optical nerve and on through the body.Cucina Povera - Muna Muuttaa
Hand Habits - Control
Back inside language ensnares me once more with its linear prejudice and prompts to get on with the day, with the ambitions, with life. But I'm not treading water. I'm just moving slowly, deliberately. I can change, I can change, I can change...